Ge Xiaojun's Monday was really exciting.

On Sunday night, I heard that there was a murder in the office building where I worked, one or two. At noon, I heard someone telling a story about haunted on the fourth floor, and I personally committed suicide. I was frightened by a group of people. Before I calmed down, I met a policeman who came to arrest people. Before I got off work, a colleague was gossiping in a small group. It turned out that a small employee of an online company on the third floor was the murderer of the murder case on the weekend.

This thrilling lasted until after get off work.

When we got off work, everyone went out to wait for the elevator together - we knew that the murder occurred in the stairwell, and many people were reluctant to go there. We would rather wait for a few more elevators and go downstairs "safely". Ge Xiaojun met the young man who told the story at noon, and the man who quarreled with him and didn't believe in the haunted words.

It was a coincidence. Ge Xiaojun was the one who got off the thermometer app at noon and slapped the table and suggested going upstairs to see it right away.

The three of them have been working here for a while, and they can only see them when they go to and from get off work. They are familiar with each other, and they are almost the same as those of alumni of different grades in their school years. They just know that such a person works in the same company.

Ge Xiaojun pointed at the two people in surprise and introduced himself: "My name is Ge Xiaojun. You are good, you are good. I'm sorry at noon, my temper is coming. I'm a bit harsh. Don't mind you."

Ge Xiaojun lowered his posture and stretched out his hand friendly.

The two of them also reached out their hands and shook them with Ge Xiaojun.

The three of them can be said to have met each other without fighting.

The young man who tells the story himself is Wang Xin, and the man who does not believe in ghost stories is Feng Donghua.

The three of them just waited for the elevator and started chatting, and they were naturally talking about the follow-up of the matter at noon.

"...I heard that the man, the one wearing glasses, was taken away. It seemed that the glass was broken or the thing was smashed." Ge Xiaojun said.

They heard the two collisions upstairs, and the sound of glass breaking was particularly loud. It was also because of this movement that the police who had just arrived on the third floor came to arrest people immediately climbed the stairs to the fourth floor.

Wang Xin said mysteriously: "I'll tell you something, the news I just found out. The person wearing glasses is from the original company on the fourth floor."

"The one who was in the fire?" Ge Xiaojun asked.

Wang Xin nodded, "When the police came, weren't the property owners there too? The property owners were listening next to him. What they said was that he was from the company on the fourth floor."

Ge Xiaojun cooperated to take a deep breath, looking shocked. He was dispersing his imagination and had already made up many pictures.

"And what? What happened to the police?"

"Take it away. The people cooperated very well. I followed the police. Maybe it was because it was morning." Wang Xin said seriously.

This statement is exactly in line with Ge Xiaojun's brain.

The people around them who were waiting for the elevator also raised their ears, listened carefully, and expressed their expressions.

Feng Donghua seemed to be the oldest of the three, but he still didn't believe in ghost stories. He said calmly: "Don't think about it anymore. He was asked to assist in the investigation. The previous movements were not haunted. The police asked, and the surveillance camera also saw that a bird flew in, a large one, seemed to be a protective animal. I wonder if it was brought in by that person."

Wang Xin and Ge Xiaojun immediately looked at Feng Donghua. Wang Xin was a little angry, while Ge Xiaojun was confused.

Feng Donghua pretended to look around and lowered his voice, "This kind of thing shouldn't be said... I have relatives working in the police station. Clerks and offices. They hear a lot of news all day long. What about your fire more than ten years ago? My relative also knows that the report he handled by himself. No one died. It started to burn at night, and all the floors were burned, but no one died."

Wang Xin snorted, "If you don't believe it, forget it."

Ge Xiaojun felt sick when he saw the two of them quarreled again, but he was still a little unhappy. He pulled the two and tried to smooth things over, "Don't talk about these things. Today we met. Do you two have time tonight? Let's have a meal together. Do you drink or not? Find a place to drink."

Wang Xin replied loudly.

Feng Donghua nodded irresistibly.

The atmosphere became harmonious without talking about the fourth floor.

They all work on the same level, and are not colleagues, so they get along very easily.

After three rounds of drinking, the three of them turned red and their eyes were blurred.

Wang Xin was bored with a sip of wine and pointed at Feng Donghua, "I... I will tell you... that story, the fourth floor is not about me talking nonsense to you. More than ten years ago, one of my uncles was Jinrong Building..." He shook his hand and pointed casually in a direction behind him, "It's the property of Jinrong Building! That's, someone died! someone died!"

Ge Xiaojun and Feng Donghua both stared at Wang Xin.

Feng Donghua sneered, poured himself full of wine, and refused to respond at all.

Wang Xin grabbed Feng Donghua's arm, "I'll tell you, don't believe it. My uncle is really a property owner. When I came here to work, my uncle even told me not to go, don't... don't go to the fourth floor. Now this property, new ones, just came, don't know. There are problems on the fourth floor, the fourth floor... there are problems..."

Wang Xin put all the words in his mouth, his face turned redder, and he grabbed Feng Donghua's hand and shook it, "There is that Xiao Shuai! Xiao Shuai knows it? The murderer the police came to catch today. That's right, he came to the fourth floor."

Neither Feng Donghua nor Ge Xiaojun heard of this.

Ge Xiaojun asked curiously: "Why did he come from the fourth floor? Didn't he lead the way for the two women? I heard that he was tempted to take advantage of the situation, but was scolded by the two women. He was so angry that he killed someone."

Wang Xin narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to see who the person was talking. After a while, he replied: "No. I tell you, no. He came and went to work. After work, he asked about the fourth floor all day long. My uncle, the uncle was from the former property... He came to ask me and asked me. Hey! That boy pretended to be quite similar, but I had heard my uncle say that the fourth floor and the fourth floor were haunted. I thought he had also heard of... he came to find something..."

Wang Xin took out a mysterious tone of telling stories again, "He is the one who died on the fourth floor, one of them! He is here to find something! Looking for his stuff!"

Feng Donghua sneered at him again.

"Don't believe it!" Wang Xin shouted, "The fire killed a lot of people, many people... You said the fire was burned at night, you said no one..."

"Yes, there's no one." Feng Donghua said affirmatively.

"Then, what if... it's not human?" Wang Xin looked straight into Feng Donghua's eyes.

Feng Donghua was stunned.

"Not human. They are not human. They only appeared at night..." Wang Xin raised a finger, looked, stretched out his other hand, and raised his index finger, and the two index fingers were lined up side by side. "They have died the second time, the second time... they were burned to death..."
Chapter completed!